The Big Red Engine

Well, I knew it was going to be a filthy wet blowy day but determined, I was, to see the engine as Prop had given me the call. Neat job, Sir. Just a few things round the edges required which we discussed when he popped over. Then I got onto sound insulating the steps which I did very very slowly. Glad I’m not doing a job for a living.  And soon the light had faded, so it was oven on, wine unscrewed, and Bob Dylan playing. Happy MrP!